lost weekend 1

okay. so. yes. the lost weekend.

have i mentioned how big a fan i am of my optometrist right now? for real. probably because i am just so unbelievably relieved about the whole no-need-for-eyeball-gunge-excavation-surgery news. but, you know. also because he saw me within an hour of my initial inquiry, sourced the specific eyedrops i needed so i wouldn't have to run all over town, and when i came in for the final word, he saw me immediately. so, yeah. big ups to the eye doctor.

it's hot today. my brain's a little melty.

but, yes. relief. much relief. made even better by the italian ice that boy bought me as a reward for not freaking out entirely before finding out the trouble with my ocular meat.

anyway. the lessons learned this weekend:

1.don't fuck around with your eyes. optometrists are much less terrifying than you think. and seeing is really good. especially when what you're seeing is a blue-haired boy on a sunny, sunny day.

2. sometimes, paranoia is just stupid. but sometimes, it can really save you from some bad shit. like blindness. for real.